In the ruined temple, Zhou Rushuang was in a very low mood.
She also knew that what Matchmaker Wang said might not be all lies, but she was addicted to this feeling and refused to extricate herself.
Although it had only been a day or two since Zhao Cheng woke up, whether he was angrily scolding Matchmaker Wang or beating Hu Laoliu with a stick, it gave Zhou Rushuang an unprecedented sense of security.
So she would rather believe that Zhao Cheng has changed his ways and turned back as a prodigal son, rather than listen to Matchmaker Wang's "truth".
"My husband won't."
Zhou Rushuang touched the bamboo flute with her fingers and said to herself quietly but firmly.
Qinghe County is not big. The Qingshui River passes through the county, hence the name Qinghe County. Although this place is not as prosperous as the important town in the south of the Yangtze River and the Saibei thoroughfare, it is still prosperous.
The original city walls were three miles in radius and could only be considered a small town. However, more and more people from outside the city came to build houses and live here, forming a new urban area. The former county magistrate spent ten years building a new city on the periphery of the new city. A city wall was built.
With this expansion, Qinghe County will have a city within a city. The outer city is six miles in radius and the inner city is three miles in radius. There are hundreds of thousands of households, industry and commerce are prosperous, and all industries are prosperous.
There is only a dozen miles from Zhoujia Village to Qinghe County. If you are quick, you can walk there and back in less than half an hour.
Zhao Cheng stopped and walked, looking at the scenery along the way. It took him almost half an hour to finally see the tall city wall of Qinghe County.
The city gate was guarded by soldiers wearing leather armor, and an endless stream of pedestrians passed through the city gate.
There were farmers carrying burdens, officials riding in cars, and most of them pedestrians on foot, bringing their families with them.
After entering the city, there was even more excitement and hustle and bustle.
The narrow and winding streets are lined with well-proportioned buildings with antique eaves and brackets, carved beams and painted buildings.
Houses with red bricks and blue tiles are lined up in rows, with flags or plaques hung on the door eaves. They are all bustling shops and hawker stalls.
The trees on both sides of the street are very thick, like huge umbrella canopies, casting mottled light and shadow in the sun. Some walls are mottled, and some roofs are covered with grass, adding a strong sense of vicissitudes and charm to the city.
The Qingshui River passes through the city, and both sides of the river are bustling with activity. Vendors are shouting to attract customers. The stalls are filled with an undeniable variety of goods, including handicrafts, specialty snacks, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, etc., which is dazzling.
Children were playing among the crowd, and exquisite boats were passing through the river. Standing on the shore, Zhao Cheng could hear the melodious music and melodious singing coming from the cabins.
"This is the KTV on the water!" Zhao Cheng sighed.
It's a pity that the dozens of pennies he carried in his arms were not enough to board the ship. He could just stand on the shore and listen and feel it.
This time Zhao Cheng came to the county town mainly for Zhou Rushuang.
The little girl lived such a miserable life. In order to save more food, she had to go out to pick up rice ears. She was reluctant to throw away the burnt porridge, which made Zhao Cheng feel unbearable.
In any case, Zhou Rushuang is already his wife, and Zhao Cheng feels it is his responsibility to give her a better life.
Not to mention silks and satins, and plenty of fish and meat every day, at least they should have enough food and clothing to avoid living in a leaky temple.
For Zhao Cheng, it is his responsibility as a husband to give the little girl a warm home. Not to mention that the little girl saved his life, so he must repay him well.
The first thing to solve is the problem of the house. We definitely can't live in a ruined temple anymore. As the weather gets colder and colder, people in that ruined temple with air leakage from all directions may freeze to death.
Saying goodbye to the old world, Zhao Cheng no longer wants to work hard to be a business giant. That kind of life is too tiring. In this life, he plans to live a relaxed life.
If there is a house with a small courtyard, where you can enjoy flowers and snow, sing in the wind and moonlight, and occasionally take the little girl to explore the beauty of nature, Zhao Cheng will be satisfied.
The matter of making money is not very difficult for Zhao Cheng. He has already made plans in his mind. This time he came to the county town, firstly to check out the house prices, and secondly to buy some materials.
Qinghe County is divided into two parts by the Qingshui River, and local people call it Qingnan and Qingbei.
The old city is rich and noble. There are many wealthy people in the south of Qing Dynasty, and there are many nobles in the north of Qing Dynasty.
Xincheng is more populated by ordinary people. There is also a jingle circulating here: Qingbei is on the ninth stream, pawnshops, Zhuangtian, and Shaoguojiu. Qingnan went to Jiuli, and the tailor who was promoted to scale had his hair shaved. A master of playing chess, calligraphy and painting, he swims in the Nine Rivers.
Zhao Cheng entered the city from the north gate, crossed the bridge, and entered the south of the city.
It was even more lively here than in the north of the city. Zhao Cheng walked around the city and finally determined his target, Dashunzhai, located in the north of the old city.
This is a restaurant with a large facade. It has a private room upstairs and a lobby downstairs. The location is also good. It is on the bank of Qingshui River. If you go to the second floor, you can sit by the window and enjoy the scenery of Qingshui River.
Zhao Cheng stepped into Dashunzhai, and the sleepy shop assistant who was lying on the counter immediately became energetic.
"Does this distinguished guest want to stay in the private room upstairs or..."
Zhao Chengyi raised his hand: "Lead the way."
The store clerk took two quick steps, stepped aside to get out of the middle of the stairs, and quickly went upstairs along the inside.
Zhao Cheng nodded secretly. It seemed that the service consciousness of this restaurant was pretty good. After following the waiter's guidance and climbing to the second floor, as he expected, all the private rooms on the second floor were empty and a row of windows were open. You can see the sight of river cruises.
Zhao Cheng found a seat by the window and sat down. The store clerk quickly wiped the table with a towel.
"Honorable guest, what would you like to eat?"
Zhao Cheng thought for a while and said, "I don't know what your family can do?"
The waiter in the shop showed off his professionalism when he announced the names of the dishes. He came up with the names of various dishes right off the bat, such as roasted goose, steamed pancakes, mutton and mutton soup, etc. There were also rare and seasonal vegetables.
Zhao Cheng shook his head as he listened. Although Dashunzhai was considered a big restaurant in Qinghe County, it was nothing compared to what Zhao Cheng had eaten in his previous life.
"These dishes are tasteless. If you don't want to eat them, just give me a bowl of vegetarian soup."
The vegetarian soup is boiled water, and the waiter's smile froze on his face. It is true that Dashunzhai's business has been sluggish during this period, but it is a bit too much for customers to just order a bowl of boiled water.
Originally, the business in the store was not good, but finally a customer came, and he was just a casual person.
The waiter was so angry that he couldn't bear it when he heard Zhao Cheng ordered a bowl of boiled water. He said sarcastically: "You look like a distinguished guest, why don't you even order a dish? I see Your honorable guest is so tired, can you be satisfied just by eating a bowl of vegetarian soup?"
Zhao Cheng didn't come here for the meal, but for his anger. He immediately retorted: "Every dish in your house tastes as bland as water, so there is no difference between ordering food and ordering water."
